- Truyện dịch chưa có sự cho phép- Không chuẩn 100%- Sẽ cảnh báo ở đầu chương nếu có H- Nhân vật thuộc bản quyền tác giả Harry Potter, tình tiết truyện thuộc bản quyền tác giả Looktotheedges- Vẫn là tà giáo Bellamione :)))) nhưng truyện này có thêm tà giáo của Narcissa…
Tập hợp truyện về couple Jason.Todd x Dick.GaysonCảnh báo: Có truyện nhẹ nhàng, có truyện hắc ám. có truyện trong sáng, có truyện 18+Ps: Xin hãy nhìn tên, ta là động vật ăn tạp 😊😊😊😊😊…
Wedges get up! (This chapter is free)A teenager is not a dreamer, but he often feels that his life is like a dream, but beautiful but unreal, especially at night, there are always strange dreams. 26nbsp;In the slumber of his dreams, the young man walked in the sea of incredible dreams. Under the blue sky, sunny daylight shines on the endless clouds and seas. The snow-white clouds seem to have no borders. The waves are flowing into the sea, and the golden 'color' sunlight that flows to the end of the sky is like a blessing of the gods. The sea of clouds, compared with this magnificent picture, the eagles and birds that occasionally cross the sky are as small as duckweed in the sea.In the sea of clouds, there are many "vortex eyes". The nearby clouds are centered on the vortex eyes, or they swirl around slowly or slowly. Some vortex eyes suddenly appear and dissipate. Some vortex eyes are gloomy and dark. Lightning and lightning are dangerous areas for all creatures to avoid, but there are also some vortex eyes that seem to be the long river resting place. The airflow is stable all year round. White clouds are like static cotton. The vortex flows slowly or even hardly to detect.…
Centuries ago, a cataclysm known as the Lament shattered civilization. From its wake came the Tacet Discords - monstrous beings born of twisted resonance, roaming across lands where nature and ruin now coexist in uneasy silence. Humanity survived, but only as fragments, scattered among fortress-cities and settlements built upon the bones of the old world.Here, the Resonators walk. They are the few who can harness frequency, bend Echoes to their will, and stand against Discords where ordinary weapons fail. Their strength is a gift - and a burden - for the resonance that grants them power ties them to mysteries older than the Lament itself.And now...Y/N awakens in the heart of this broken world. With no memory, no name to anchor them, only the vibration of resonance thrumming in their chest. They do not know why they were chosen, nor what role they are meant to play. But their presence ripples outward, unsettling the fragile balance, pulling fate into motion.…